Seeing Red in the River Gorge
On the north sides of the buildings snow persists from a weekend dusting, a fragile sheet of ice covers the…
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Farm and Woods
Writings about the Natural World In and Around Jim’s Home in Northwest Georgia
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Farm and Woods
Writings about the Natural World In and Around Jim’s Home in Northwest Georgia
Taxation Without Representation
I do not own the eleven acre tract I inhabit. The tax burden of the land falls on someone…
Woodpecker Morning
A pileated woodpecker called from the southwest, his voice punching through a cacophony of crows somewhere not too deep…
In Praise of Dandelions
It is three weeks into spring and in spite of the colors on my field guide maps, the migratory pine…
Spring
What began as eight pine siskins jockeying for position on the thistle feeder when I sat down at the kitchen…
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